the power of a story

I love that Jesus taught in stories. That has always given a lift to my writer’s heart, has always made the effort of putting pen to paper seem so worthwhile. In His parables He comprehended the fact that we are a story-loving lot, that tales of the just and the unjust are a universal language…

City of Bells

What could be a more delightful prospect than dinner on a tray by the fire (Chinese take-out, at that!) and a pot of orange blossom tea, and a brand new (old) Elizabeth Goudge book? I was so excited to start this one last night—I felt like I was spending the evening with an old friend….

St. Elmo

“Ah! the true rule is—a wife in her husband’s house is his servant; it is in his heart that she is queen. Whatever of the best he can conceive, it is her part to be; whatever of the highest he can hope, it is hers to promise; all that is dark in him she must…

Miss Buncle’s Book

No, I do not have a friend named Barbara Buncle. However, the book belonging to this title is an old friend of mine. If you’ve ever read D. E. Stevenson, then you know what a light, relaxing, thoroughly British read she provides. Although she wrote in the thirties and forties, her characters are fully as…

To Read!

All summer, I’ve been reading, reading, reading. Taking advantage of living near libraries that actually stock books in English. (!) Mostly fiction, especially the new crop of finely-crafted Christian fiction. Not that dime-store stuff. Not that nutrient-free fiction with the Christian sticker, like cotton candy labelled “all natural” and you thinking it’s healthy. No, something…

Lucy Maud Time

My sister and I have always held that this is the perfect time of year to be reading a Lucy Maud Montgomery book. No matter how many times they’ve been read and re-read—the condition of my beloved paperbacks is quite appalling!—there is just something about September that seems to evoke a mood sufficiently wistful to…

Tolkies…

My husband and I are reading The Lord of the Rings trilogy for the first time. I blush to admit it; we’ve had the best of intentions over the past few years since we read–and adored–The Hobbit. We’ve been surrounded by friends who are ardent lovers of all things Middle-earth. We were even stung by…

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